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Although the Sanskrit sound holy body of the whole body has now been released, when he rushed towards Wang Changruide with the Sanskrit sound holy palm in his hand, he could still clearly feel a sense of oppression. ↖，

Even if Wang Changrui stood there without moving, the aura that was not deliberately revealed on his body still made Zhao Jiuge feel stunned.

The realm of the god and the realm of the spirit pill are separated by two realms, no matter how domineering the Sanskrit Holy Body is, it will not help in the face of this huge gap.

The closer he got to Wang Changrui, the more Zhao Jiuge's pace slowed down suddenly, and he could obviously see that the glazed golden light on his body was being oppressed and constantly shrinking the halo.

Zhao Jiuge stopped when he was only three steps away from Wang Changrui, and looked coldly at the pavilion master of the Blood Demon Pavilion.

Wang Changrui looked at Zhao Jiuge who was close at hand with disdain, his expression chuckled, his eyes were full of provocation, and he said in a hoarse voice, "How can you still have the character of you, and you dare to deal with me in the name of slaying demons and demons with this cultivation in the Spirit Pill Realm? I think you don't take our Blood Demon Pavilion too seriously." ”

The disdain at the corners of his mouth, the disdain on his face, and the harshness of his language all stimulated Zhao Jiuge's self-esteem, and the unpleasant emotions aroused by Lin Boruo's words were completely ignited.

There was no rebuttal, no roar, no loss of reason. Zhao Jiuge's eyes were glowing with cold light, and he was slightly hunched and ready to attack, his whole person was like a beast that had found its prey and was ready to give a death blow. The glazed golden light kept flashing around his body, resisting the sense of oppression emanating from Wang Changrui's body.

"I don't even bother to kill you like this. Wang Changrui looked at Zhao Jiuge, who was a little angry, and continued to hit this constantly, he enjoyed this kind of feeling of mental torment, especially when killing people, and making others feel afraid before killing can also make him feel an inexplicable pleasure.

While Wang Changrui opened his mouth to speak, Zhao Jiuge moved frantically, completely unafraid of the oppression in front of him, raised his palms, rolled up a piece of glass and golden light, and wanted to slap Wang Changrui's body.

"I can't help myself. After saying it lightly, Wang Changrui waved his hand, and a faint blood-colored light was directly released.

The impact of the blood-colored aura made Zhao Jiuge stumble, took a step back, and at the same time let out a muffled snort, his face turned a little pale, but he couldn't see anything under the cover of the glazed golden light, and the glazed golden light on his body was also dimmed and lost a lot under this collision.

Enduring the pain in his body, Zhao Jiuge took a breath, and the spiritual power of his whole body quickly worked again, exerting his strength violently, and continued to step on the tiger in an attempt to get close to Wang Changrui.

Wang Changrui frowned a little surprised, he didn't expect that Zhao Jiuge would carry a spiritual power that he released casually, this time it was his turn to be a little surprised, Zhao Jiuge, who was a little crazy to watch, continued to rush forward so arrogantly, the smile on Wang Changrui's face gradually turned cold, and a fierce killing intent burst out in his eyes, he lost patience with this kind of jumping clown.

When Zhao Jiuge approached him, a stream of blood was wrapped in Zhao Jiuge, and the bloodshot as thin as tobacco instantly touched the glass golden light, and as soon as the blood touched the glazed golden light, the halo of the entire glazed golden light suddenly dimmed.

"Snort..."

Dense slight sound continued to emit out, and the entire glazed golden light seemed to be corroded, and wherever it was touched by blood, the Sanskrit holy body was broken, leaving the layer of glazed golden light on the surface.

"Ahhhh

Finally, the pain in his body was no longer bearable for Zhao Jiuge, and his voice sounded mixed with madness and pain.

Zhao Jiuge didn't care about the pinprick pain on his body, he suddenly waved out a pair of palms, and slapped a pair of palms that exuded bright golden light at Wang Changrui's chest.

Where would Wang Changrui have thought that a small Spirit Pill Realm monk could carry his two attacks in succession, but Zhao Jiuge's desperate posture hit him in the chest.

Wang Changrui took a step back, and although he was photographed by Zhao Jiuge, he did not suffer any substantial damage. There was also some confusion in his eyes staring at the rich glazed golden light on Zhao Jiuge's body, and it seemed that he could now see the extraordinaryness of this body refining method.

On the other hand, Zhao Jiuge's whole person was in a short period of time, his breath was very sluggish, and the aura exuded from his body was also relatively bleak, and the canyon was already too heavy, and now he was even more unbearable to be beaten twice by a monk of the incarnation realm.

The strange thing is that the glazed golden light that has been corroded by the bloodshot has no sign of recovery at all, but is dyed with a faint red light on it, and from a distance, Zhao Jiuge's body seems to be flickering with two kinds of spiritual light, but that layer of spiritual light is now full of holes.

The blow hit Wang Changrui's chest, although it did not cause him any substantial damage, but Zhao Jiuge was unforgiving, at this moment he directly gave up all his defenses, and regardless of the consequences of this, he directly let out a roar again, wanting to rely on the power brought by his palms to entangle Wang Changrui, so as to win time for the three companions behind him.

However, now that Wang Changrui, who was embarrassed and angry, how could he give him a second chance to win, staring at Zhao Jiuge with a fierce face, and his dry right hand didn't see any movement from him, so he grabbed it directly, let the back thumb a little, and burst out a little red spiritual light to point at Zhao Jiuge's abdomen, this time he wanted Zhao Jiuge's life and directly smashed Zhao Jiuge's elixir.

The sudden scene made Lin Banruo and the others behind Zhao Jiuge a little shocked, especially Song Rujing, a little girl, her beautiful eyes were a little red, looking at Zhao Jiuge's desperate appearance before, she felt a little sad in her heart, and at the same time she was even more disgusted with Lin Banruo.

"Hurry up, do you still look at it. Song Rujing woke up Song Yuansheng and Lin Banruo on the side with a hysterical roar.

Zhao Jiuge did this nothing more than to use the strength of his Sanskrit Holy Body to entangle Wang Changrui and fight for the three of them a chance to deal with Wang Changrui. At this moment, the three of them moved at the same time, everyone's faces were serious, and as soon as they made a move, they had no spare strength to deal with an evil cultivator in the God Transformation Realm, and when Zhao Jiuge's birthday was dying, they would no longer have any scruples.

Wang Changrui's finger of red light shot directly into Zhao Jiuge's abdomen, and Zhao Jiuge's skin was covered with a layer of coldness, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. But the blood-red light that made him feel dangerous came to his abdomen in the blink of an eye, and he already felt that his Sanskrit Holy Body could not resist it at all, but in vain, he had no time to react. At this moment, he didn't send Zhao Jiuge anything to think in his head. This blow was the full force of a god-transforming realm.

"Boom ,..."

only heard a loud noise, Zhao Jiuge's whole body flew out upside down and hit the edge of the blood pool, and his body directly knocked one side of the blood pool open a gap.

When that beam of blood-colored spiritual light blasted into Zhao Jiuge's abdomen, the glazed golden light around Zhao Jiuge's body was directly shattered, and he couldn't withstand such a fierce attack at all, turning into a little starlight, and Zhao Jiuge was even worse, before the attack fell on his body, he had already been counterattacked, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

At this time, a burst of purple-blue electric light directly enveloped Zhao Jiuge's whole body, and a burst of mixed thunder light filled his body. At the critical moment, the spirit weapon armor on Zhao Jiuge's body, the 'Purple Extreme Mixed Thunder Armor', played an effect.

That beam of blood-colored red light bombarded this layer of electric light curtain, and it was immediately dissipated by the smile, but because of resisting this blow, the 'Purple Extreme Mixed Thunder Armor' almost exhausted the spiritual power on Zhao Jiuge's body after being drained, so Zhao Jiuge, who was lying on the ground, suddenly twitched a few times, his face was so pale that there was no blood, and his breath was languishing to the extreme.

The movements of the three who were about to shoot were a little stalled at this moment, but they quickly returned to their rhythm. Lin Panruo looked at Zhao Jiuge, who was lying on the ground, his life and death were unknown, and his cold beautiful eyes finally had something strange.

And Song Yuansheng's face was also ugly, and even the eyes that looked at Wang Changrui were full of ruthlessness.

Maybe Song Rujing is still young and a girl, so at this time, when she saw Zhao Jiuge, who looked embarrassed and didn't react after a few strokes, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she shouted in a miserable voice, "I'm going to kill you." ”

The little girl is kind-hearted, the first time she left the school, she met Zhao Jiuge in Wandao Sect, although Zhao Jiuge's strength is a little weaker, but this is the first friend in her life except for her brother, and now she is beaten like this by the evil demon in front of her, how can she not be angry.

It's just that a few people present, whether it is the Song family brothers and sisters, Lin Banruo, or Wang Changrui, did not find that when Zhao Jiuge fell to the ground and was knocked out, in addition to the purple-blue halo emitted by the 'Purple Extreme Mixed Thunder Armor' on the surface of his body, Zhao Jiuge's waist also emitted a black glow, but this glow was not strong, and it was black, so they didn't care about it in this dark stone cave.

Looking closely, the item that emitted that ghostly light was the ink-colored Pixiu jade pendant hanging from Zhao Jiuge's waist. This jade pendant has not had any major reaction since it was worn on Zhao Jiuge's body, and Zhao Jiuge has always used it as an ordinary accessory, and it should also be regarded as a relic left by the old man to himself. I never thought that when I was cultivating, sometimes the spiritual power left behind was absorbed by this jade pendant, and just now I sensed that Zhao Jiuge was in danger, and the surface of this jade pendant wanted to spew out a black ghostly light, but soon sensed the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the spiritual weapon armor on my body, and the black ghostly light that had just gushed out immediately retreated.

Wang Changrui was too lazy to take a look at Zhao Jiuge, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he believed that even if that kid didn't die immediately now, he wouldn't be far from death, and besides, the four people in front of him today all had to die, and none of them could escape, all of his subordinates were destroyed, and no one survived, which made his heart beat like thunder, not killing all these people, and absorbing the essence and blood on his body, it was difficult to understand the hatred in his heart. As for the identities of these disciples, he didn't care, who could find him when he returned to the Nanban Forest with 100,000 mountains?